A 70-year-old, recently retired business owner decides to liven up his boring existence by becoming a detective in Marks’ crime thriller.

Widower David Blazen was looking forward to retirement after 50 years of running his own company, which sold “impulse merchandise” of all kinds. He and his girlfriend, Mary, who is also retired, have grand plans for their newfound freedom and independence. But just a few months into his retirement, Blazen is already bored—so much so that he has already gotten in trouble at the health club he frequents every day for his “obsessive snooping” on the other patrons. Inquisitive by nature, Blazen has found entertainment in the health club regulars’ personal lives, and has become fixated on some things, like a mysterious staircase in the club. With Mary increasingly worried about her boyfriend’s state of mind, Blazen does some soul-searching, trying to figure out how he wants to spend the rest of his suddenly mind-numbingly mundane existence. He remembers his dreams as a boy: “I loved to watch Saturday morning television, where Superman stood for justice and Captain America defended our country from evil.” And so, with television icons like Columbo, Kojak, and Magnum PI as inspirations, Blazen decides to become a detective. Not wanting to waste time, he procures pamphlets from a potentially illegitimate institution offering some kind of certificate, has business cards printed up under the moniker “Blaze,” and begins his new adventure. When the nephew of a prominent crime boss is murdered—and the city braces for a potential war between organized crime factions—Blaze quickly finds himself entangled in a dangerous conflict that includes a ruthless crime lord who deifies Al Capone, a morally bankrupt mayoral candidate who would do anything to run Chicago, an undercover FBI investigation, and numerous secondary characters who would fit in well in a Coen Brothers movie, including a duo of Jewish assassins and some gas station attendants who are also cannibals.

The entire novel, in fact, has a decidedly Fargo-like vibe: “The soft powder blanketed the ground and nestled against the bare trees, making for a truly picturesque setting, momentarily distracting Hanford from what he thought he was about to see. He’d already glimpsed two freshly dead bodies and the horror that was inside the… gas station yesterday.” The endearing amateur sleuth, an impressively intricate plotline, and the laugh-out-loud humor in places (what action hero worries about their enlarged prostate?) easily make up for some sequences that stretch the bounds of believability. Also of note is the subtle social commentary; statements like this one will surely resonant with readers: “Society has become selfish. We don’t care about other people like we used to, and honestly, I don’t know that we even notice other people anymore. We’re all too obsessed with ourselves and specifically our smartphones.” But the real power here is in the relatability of Blaze; we’re all searching for purpose and fulfillment in our lives, and this crime fiction adventure is both heartwarming and inspiring.

An action-packed and surprisingly poignant yarn about a man’s search for himself as he enters his golden years.